green pie

To keep up with the kale — which is last year’s planting and it’s wanting to bolt but this year’s seedlings aren’t quite big enough to begin cutting — I’ve been making green pie. Two big ones today, one to eat over the next few days and another for the freezer. Tomorrow I’ll make a couple more. When our plane landed in Vancouver last Tuesday, after 12 days in New Mexico and five in Edmonton, I thought how beautiful and lush everything was. Grass, trees, even sea itself as we drove home up the coast highway. And when we got to our place, it was the kale I saw first of all. I thought of the lines from the Odyssey, when Odysseus visits Phaiakia (and I think they are even better in the Fagles translation than the Fitzgerald which is the one I usually consult, mostly because it was the one my wonderful Classics professor Peter Smith taught to us in 1974):

And there by the last rows are beds of greens, 

bordered and plotted, greens of every kind, 

glistening fresh, year in, year out.”. (Book Seven, 129-31)

So kale and dandelion greens and blood-red sorrel, picked while still glistening with morning damp.

P1100056And they steamed down to this:

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I mixed them with chives, mint, and last year’s (frozen) dill, eggs, some delicious fresh feta, and arranged the greens over the filo, bringing out the Greek olive oil which had languished in a dark cupboard and looked like it should spend a little time outside first, reclining on the rosemary:

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And now the green pie is cooling on the worktable while we enjoy a glass of wine outside, in sunlight, with a few mezes — beet and toasted walnut spread on little rice crackers, some peas, a hummus made with roasted carrots and chickpeas.

P1100068After one of the wonderful extended catalogues for which the Odyssey is justly famous, listing those rows of greesn, figs, apples, and every other kind of fruit, the vines which would yield wine, all watered from a clear fountain, Homer ends the passage by saying, “These were the gifts of Heaven.” Who can argue?

 

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~ by theresakishkan on May 1, 2014.

4 Responses to “green pie”

  1. This whole post has left my mouth watering! It all sounds so delicious – the meze, the green pie with all those wonderful herbs, sitting outside sipping wine! It also makes me want to pull down the (mostly unread) Odyssey from the shelf (the Fagles translation). In the meantime, I’m finding ‘Daybook’ incredibly helpful and inspiring – thank you so much for pointing me towards Anne Truitt.

    • The pie was delicious, Sarah! And I’m so glad you’re enjoying Anne Truitt. I found her Prospect a few years ago, too, and it’s wonderful about process. The Odyssey is one book I keep on my desk and open at random. This morning? At random? “So act alone./Go back; entrust your riches to the servant/worthiest in your eyes, until the gods/make known what beauty you yourself shall marry.”

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